I wanted to play the lead
But things got mean
So I hopped on a bus
And without too much fuss
I made my way
Back to the bakery
The next time
I want to play the lead
I'll remember the rhythm
Of the whole Human racing
The misplacing of a whole
In exchange for a bunch of lousy pieces
Mar 4, 2016
Mar 4, 2016 at 3:28 PM UTC
I wanted to play the lead
But things got mean
So I hopped on a bus
And without too much fuss
I made my way
Back to the bakery
The next time
I want to play the lead
I'll remember the rhythm
Of the whole Human racing
The misplacing of a whole
In exchange for a bunch of lousy pieces
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